Seven years ago their son disappeared without a trace,and they found their faith shaken to its very core. Christmas is theSeason of Miracles, however,...and when a young woman named Breegan comesinto their lives they find joy, celebration and a miracle of their veryown.The ProdigalBy Scott RamseyEdited by Amelia R.Nestled in the pines five miles northwest of Boulder, Colorado, thehouse looked like it had leapt off the front of a Christmas card. Themajestic, snow-capped Rocky Mountains provided. I pushed his hand away and lowered my warm wet mouth over his dick, feeling it fill up my mouth was amazing. It wasn't incredibly hard like mine, but I could feel it stiffening as I lowered my mouth over it, and I heard him groan while I worked my tongue down his shaft and back up over his head. "That feel about right?" I asked him."Oh fuck yes, that feels really good," he said. I felt his calloused hands on the back of my head, and it only took a couple of minutes before I felt his balls. “Look closely.”I scanned the entire glossy sheet, and found on the back two testimonials. One was from the firm in Dallas that had used our stolen software. It compared us to BLS very unfavorably.“OK, so lawyers are assholes,” I said. “We knew that. What’s the plan?”“Fight fire with fire, of course,” Cindi said. “I already have Cynthia working on our own flyer, and we’ll get quotes from Ford, Jackson, and Finch as well as Allen & Baker, and a couple of other firms. I think Volstead and Braun. All I could see when I closed my eyes was my mother jumping on top of me, and I had no idea when I fell asleep. The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I was searching for porn on the internet. It had been more than two years since I last watched porn. After dreaming about fucking my mom last night, it was impossible to not get back to watching porn.The kind of porn I found on the internet that day was very different from what I was watching two years ago. The internet was now flooded with.